Looking back, on the memory of,
the dance we shared, beneath the stars above.
For a moment, all the world was right,
how could I have known, that you'd ever say goodbye.
And now, I'm glad I didn't know, the way it all would end,
the way it all would go.
Our lives, are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain,
but I'd of had to miss, the, dance.
Holding you, I held everything, for a moment, wasn't I the king?
But if I'd only known, how the king would fall.
And who's to say? You know, I might have changed it all.
And now, I'm glad I didn't know, the way it all would end,
The way it all would go.
Our lives, are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain,
But I'd of had to miss, the, dance.
Yes, my life, it's better left to chance,
I could have missed the pain,
but I'd of had to miss, the, dance.
~Garth Brooks~